Hannah was the winner of my guest post contest last month and today she is here to tell us about her manuscript, Moonscript. Say hello!
Hi
Rebekah! Thank you so much for having me on your wonderful blog!
I’ve just recently
finished the first draft of my novel, Moonscript,
and I’d love to tell you about it! Although the roots of this story
started three years ago, this actual manuscript was written in the
past year with the help of my amazing mentor, Anne Elisabeth Stengl.
Without her, Moonscript
would be a completely different (and poor) tale. At the end of 2013,
I completed the first draft at 446 pages, 115, 923 words. Now, I’ll
be revising and editing with the plans of going through an extensive
line edit with my mentor. Hopefully, I can then pursue publishing!
Moonscript
is a YA fantasy novel about redemption. It’s an adventure, full of
colorful characters and humor to contrast the darkness of the
pursuing threat. I hope it will encourage and inspire the readers to
have faith, endure, and know that there is always a second chance.
If
you’d like to learn more about Moonscript
and my writing world, check out my blog, TheWriter’s Window.
Moonscript
The
Secret Was Safe With Him…But Only If He Was Saved First
Long
ago, the elven king hid away his most precious book, the Moonscript,
for only it held the secrets of the unreachable Higher World. Evil
has long sought this knowledge…and now the heir to the Moonscript
has vanished…
Such
stories should have nothing to do with Tellie.
Young Tellie is a simple orphan
girl with one desire in her heart—to find a family who loves her.
But when dark strangers visit her inn, she discovers a mysterious
treasure and is pulled into the outside world.
Her
dreams of family and home are forced aside as Tellie is plunged into
an adventure beyond her imagination. If she is to escape, she must
rescue a fellow prisoner, the only person left alive who can keep the
Moonscript
a secret.
But
which will be harder—rescuing him from dungeons….or from himself?
Moonscript
Excerpt
The storm was subsiding, and all that could be heard in the inn was
the patter of raindrops on the roof and the slosh of water in a bowl.
Tellie bent over the washing bin, scrubbing away at the dishes. She
stood for a moment, relieving the ache in her bent shoulders, and
rubbed her burning eyes. It was late; surely the men at the table had
left by now. She crept to the door and listened. Yes, all was quiet.
Yawning, Tellie
walked out to the table. The ale mugs and plates were still scattered
over the table and food was strewn upon its surface. Wrinkling her
nose in distaste, she began stacking them up. Last dishes to be
washed, she told herself. Last—
In her weariness,
she bent too far over, and a cup, towering on top of the others, fell
to floor. Setting the other ware back on the table, Tellie bent down
to pick up the stray mug.
But she froze, for
a glimmer caught her eye.
There by the table
leg lay a small disk of moonlight itself. Of course! The necklace she
had seen fall out of the leader’s cloak. He must have been drunk
enough to have missed it. Tellie reached over and caught it up.
Her breath skipped
a beat. The cord was as light as spider-web silk. As for the crescent
medallion she could not feel it at all. And it was brighter…far
brighter than Tellie recalled. No longer grey, the crescent shone
like starlight itself.
Tellie’s heart
began to thud. This was rare and it was precious. Where it came from
and who it belonged to, she did not know. But she was certain it did
not belong to those men. What do I do? she wondered. I
can’t give it back to them if they’ve stolen it, but I must,
because they’ll miss it. Will they be angry? I—I shall have to
give it to them in the morning. But if anyone else comes looking for
this I’ll point them in the right direction.
Tucking the
necklace in her pocket, Tellie grabbed the dishes. She’d worry
about it at dawn.
“So. She has
found it.”
“Yes.”
“Then it will
begin at last.”
Author Bio: Hannah Williams is a homeschooler living in the lush valleys of Oregon.
She doesn’t mind the rain because it gives her an excuse to stay
inside and write. She lives on a knoll with her parents, big brother,
her grammie, and three dogs, five cats, six chickens, two guinea
pigs, and one goat. Writing and illustrating epic stories of good and
evil are her passions. She is a geek of all things Tolkien and Stengl
and hopes to publish her own books with the goal of bringing glory to
God. Learn more about her stories and interests at her blog, The Writer's Window.